No palm trees.
It's not that much warmer here.
But there's ...
My job is coloring with my nephew while counting to twenty.
My job is rocking my tiny niece while singing sweet songs.
I sit and exchange stories with my sister.
I drink beer and joke around with my brother in law.
I'm in the middle of no where Virginia.
I went apple picking and made apple crisp from scratch.
I've been going to bed early and sleeping late and making my own food.
There's nothing on the agenda-
except tomorrow I'm going to a blues festival at a vineyard.
This is an excellent break from my life.
The only thing I miss is an open mic.
Now, back to my break.